Netooku Otoko no Tanoshii Isekai Boueki (WN)

Dida's eyes gradually, but surely dyed red.

Same as when I first met Aeon.

A black tattoo of melancholy throughout the body and red stained eyes like blood.

Only the truth must be told. The lie that Dida told.

As a result of that lie, Dida was to bear the imprint.

But we're still so far behind schedule.

"Ha... ha... I can't help it... Is this the prison print..."

Dida squeaks in a half-hearted state.

Prisoners prove to be felons in this country.

who have been forsaken by God. who disobey the name of God.

But Dida would also make it possible for the Solo family to take on the pattern and imprint them with spiritual stones.

Normally, they seem to be held as felons, but this country shouldn't be so kitty. If you're a powerful opponent, that's all.

Well, in general, it seems customary for anyone who bears a jailprint to be abandoned in his or her body, but if he or she is as big as Dida, he or she shouldn't be cut off so easily.

I guess that's why Dida chose prison marks over truth-telling disadvantages.

And I wasn't going to pursue it any further.

Instead, Dida was still black.

I didn't take the word for it, but I can't doubt your involvement.

"... Mr. Dida. I know you were quite prepared to carry that imprint, but I wanted you to tell me the truth. That was all I wished for.... Too bad."

In the middle of the night, while I had a sleepless night on the couch, I was thinking of some suggestions for a response.

Of course, I thought it was likely to turn out this way - but still the thought of whether this has happened is strong.

If Dida were to tell all the truth without lying, she would have forgotten what she said by making it 'time retrograde magic', that is, that it was not Deanna's recovery magic, and then she was going to release it.

Of course, take the money and tie me up with a spiritual covenant if I don't give you a hand again.

But it didn't.

No more - I just have to kill him.

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I quietly pressed the camera stop button.

Until now, we've been shooting with digital camera recording.

People in this world don't know cameras (whatever's inside them). So Dida was also somewhat surprised but didn't say anything.

The best way I could think of to plead guilty was to have Dida talk about it all, record it, Dida forget what she said and release it, and this one shows the recording data to the clergyman to hunt down Dida legally for good -.

Then it's unlikely that we'll be exhausted over here, and we can put his treatment in the hands of the law.

Of course, it would result in the death penalty.

A little bit could even mean killing all the clan royalists.

But even if it does, it has nothing to do with me.

But it didn't.

If it's imprinted, Deanna's healing magic won't cure it, and she can't release it.

"Eh, thank you all for believing in me and watching. The treatment of Dida has been decided."

"What do you do? You succeeded in letting the imprint carry you, and now you're going to hand it to me? I'm sorry to offer, but to that extent, this man..."

"I'll kill you."

If this happens anymore, there's nothing I can do.

If we keep him alive, he'll know the secret. He'll be harmless to us.

"Hih... Ha ha! You're killing me! In the end! Kill him, kill him! If this happened anyway, he'd be dead as well!

Dida screams like crazy.

Loss of blessings.

Whatever it is to me, blessings are so heavy for people in this world.

Well, jailprints, etc.

Honestly, I didn't want to make the choice to kill you.

For some reason, I wanted to keep him alive and go home.

I'm so sorry.

"I am. I was going to forgive you if you spoke the truth and survived without losing your blessings. I mean, you said you'd forgive me first, didn't you? You couldn't do that after all."

"Things like that... do you think they believed me"

"What I didn't believe was that you were on your own.... Besides, I had a firm spiritual contract." If you lie, you lose your blessings. "

Dida had an unusual spiritual contract, but I also had a firm contract saying, "If you lie, you lose your blessing."

Now the covenant itself has been broken because of the loss of Dida's blessings.

"Well, Mr. Dida. The former emperor or something like that was actually an omelet, and the argument is that you only tried to kill me in this case. So, if I forgive you, that's why it was hand-to-hand. The truth is."

"About the former emperor, etc... I don't know. I'm just saying I've heard rumors."

"Heh. Shall I tell you the rumor then?"

Because of this, let's hear it.

Well, there's no contract already. Although there would be a good chance of lying.

"There would be a missing princess, wouldn't there? Rumor has it that the third son of the former emperor poisoned the former emperor, his father, to become emperor himself."

Whoa.

Do you want to deny the involvement of the Solo family even over this period?

But... I stepped on a mine, this guy.

"How could he be missing if he could have poisoned the tail well because of it?

"Rumor has it that my brother, the present emperor, knew the truth by some means and processed it in secret."

"I see. So you're never involved with the solo family."

"Absolutely. We're just merchants."

Well, but I can't help making excuses like this.

'Cause I don't think...

"No way, I never thought I'd have him..."

"... hmm? What the...?

When I took just one step back, Aeon took just one step forward.

Exactly, no party will be able to remain silent in this development.

Not only Aeon, but both Rebecca and Hetty are still filled with the power to pull out their swords and make them flash.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ayase"

Aeon, who came out before Dida, said so quickly, or removed the mask.

Be dewy, that face.

"Dida Barbacro. Long time no see. … I poisoned your father… How dare you say such a wild word."

"... hehe...?... Huh?

Aeon stares straight at Dida with the cooler eyes of a slice length.

"hey...... stupid...... no"

Dida's face stains with amazement.

It's hard to tell if I'm dyed by a jailprint, but I don't know if I can lose my mind about it.

I ended up thinking about what to do with Aeon.

If I were to kill him, I thought it would be okay to let Aeon himself take revenge.

But there's a risky side to it, and I don't know if it's really a good thing, so I put it on hold.

"I didn't know you forgot my face... I won't let you say it"

It's a white state.

Whoa, whoa!

I'm not gonna let you tell me you don't look familiar to this Lucrion!

"Oh my... that face... Princess Lucrion... is it...? Why..."

"Why...... I guess. Did Zach's carelessness give me a chance to get revenge?"

Aeon takes the dagger out of his nose.

A replica of a dagger given by Isaac from the Emperor.

All this time, the protective knife that Ion has been holding on to without letting go of his skin.

"Ion!"

"Mr. Ayase... I'm sorry... Me, Ayase told me... I don't have to take revenge, it's best for me to be happy... I thought Zach would be happy too... And."

Aeon removes the sheath, and that beautiful body of the dagger is exposed.

A cut so sharp that it was too sharp to kill each person shined in the sunlight.

"Didn't he... Didn't he...? Princess Lucrion."

"As you can see. I was also surprised that it was you until your father's vengeance, but if it was, let alone I would have to kill you.... Ayase, that's good. From now on, I promise I will devote my life to you. So only now… let this vengeance be done"

There was no time to stop.

Ion jumped quietly into Dida's chest with a fuzz, sticking its blade out.

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"Well, thank you, Mr. Hetty."

"I'll take care of it. Giro, please say hello to Aeon."

"Yes."

Mr. Hetty hides the bag with the body in the carriage luggage and leaves.

I dropped it off, embracing an ion that was still mesmerizing.

"... well, but. That's it for once. Aeon...... you okay?

"Ugh... yeah...... It's okay. I'm feeling so high... now I think your father and Zach might be able to float a little bit."

"I think so."

To be honest, I really don't know if this was a good idea.

Because I was ready to put my hands down, but Ion ended up doing it.

You're right when it comes to not stopping, but I still feel like I should have.

Well, I don't know, Gudagda, I can't help it.

"Ma, from now on, let's just think about fun and live. This is the end of revenge."

"Right. You promised me you'd spend the rest of your life, Mr. Ayase. It's always good to see you again."

That's what I'm saying, and I'm gonna hug you tight.

Is it good about Mr Isaac? No, I wonder if that means revenge has come and blown it off.

"Regardless of whether it's a lifetime......, thank you again"

From this day on, I feel like Ion went from "Princess Lucrion" to "Ion".

This vengeance may have been necessary for the person to move forward in a true sense in order to break past bloodstains.

By the way, Dida's body was secretly brought into Dida's permanent residence.

I stripped naked and left the automata in working condition with the clothes further off.

Automata is fed Dida's hair.

Prison marks have disappeared at the time of death, so circumstantially it would look like he was eaten and killed by his hair trying to do something horny to Automata...

Instead, you just have to fool the solo family side. The average person doesn't know about Automata, so they'll wonder why he died or was killed, so the Solo family stuff will think "Automata is the killer".

In this world where scientific investigations do not exist, this should delude us enough.

Well, it's possible that something from the Solo family will come over here to hear the circumstances independently of that.

Yes, but that's when it happens.

By then, let's keep both the Knights and the store strong and big.

- Later.

A report came in that Dida's body was found in the inn's bedroom.

Due to the suspicion at the scene of the body's discovery, a cleric was dispatched from the temple to examine the scene.

Due to the fact that the demon guide for the assassination was on his side, he was treated as having been killed by his demon guide in a rampage or accident.

The doll became a temporary temple deposit, but was then transported to the Imperial City with a spiritual magically treated body that cleansed and preserved the wound.